Zhu Yuanzhang immediately sent archers to fight back.
"Drum roll, march!"
Aruhui gave the order, and then loud war drums sounded, and more than 10,000 Mongolian and Yuan officers and soldiers rushed towards the rebels.
Although the rebel army led by Zhu Yuanzhang had nearly 30,000 people, many of them were heavy troops. They could only stay in the rear and use carts to form a circular formation to defend themselves and their food and grass.
The number of soldiers and horses that can really fight in the front is only more than 10,000, which is the same as the soldiers and horses of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty opposite.
If we add the Yuan army ambushes in the mountains and forests on both sides, it might even be slightly less.
"The Tatars are moving!" Zhu Han used his telescope to see the enemy's movements.
He immediately shouted to Hu Yiba next to him.
"Hu Yiba, here's the artillery I want!"
"Sir, we are ready!" Hu Yiba shouted loudly.
"Chen Baodao!" Zhu Han shouted again.
"Sir, the general is here!" Chen Baodao said immediately.
"Gather your forward selection battalion and follow me at any time!" Zhu Han ordered.
Chen Baodao immediately clasped his fists and said, "I obey, my lord!"
The three-pound artillery brought by Zhu Han can use the new gun carriage to be as fast as flying and support the battle ahead at any time.
He has already planned that the rear army's vehicle formation must not be moved arbitrarily under any circumstances, otherwise it will easily lead to chaos in the formation.
When the time comes, I will use this three-pound cannon to give the Yuan army a fatal blow at any time.
"Sir, the Tatars are coming!"
Hu Yiba suddenly shouted.
Zhu Han looked up and saw the Yuan army in front charging toward the rebels amidst the sound of trumpets and drums.
Zhu Yuanzhang's flag was waving back and forth in front, inspiring the rebel soldiers.
The real war is about to break out!
"Kill me!"
Aru Hui gave an order, and tens of thousands of Yuan troops launched a full-scale charge.
Zhu Yuanzhang also led the rebel army to make a resolute counterattack.
The swords, guns and spears from both sides were assassinating each other, harvesting lives one after another.
"Brothers, kill me!"
Zhu Yuanzhang wore bright silver armor and waved a long sword to inspire the rebel soldiers on the front.
Wherever he went, the morale of the rebels was immediately boosted.
The Yuan army had more armored elites, but they could not advance at all, and the two sides did not gain the slightest advantage in the fight.
Soldiers on both sides kept falling, and the soldiers in the back row made up for it without hesitation.
"These damn rebels!"
Aru Hui looked at the anxious battle ahead, feeling so distressed that he was almost bleeding.
As more and more Yuan soldiers fell, Alu Hui became more and more anxious.
These Yuan army soldiers were basically all the elite Mongolian and Semu people in the Jiangbei area.
That means one less person dies!
All the Mongolians and Semu people in the entire Jiangnan area could no longer gather 20,000 people. Seeing that so many lives were being sacrificed, the elite red scarf thieves did not waver in the slightest, and Alu Hui couldn't help but feel anxious.
suddenly.
His eyes saw a young general wearing bright silver armor under the red flag of the Red Scarf Army in front of him, waving his sword and raising his arms and shouting.
Aruhui guessed that it must be a general of the Red Turban Thief.
If this general can be killed, the Red Scarf Thieves' frontline will definitely be shaken. If he attacks with all his strength then, he might be able to win a complete victory.
"Come here, find all the Condor Shooters!"
Aluhui ordered to the soldiers beside him.
Condor shooter is the honorific title given by the Mongolians to sharp archers. Not everyone has actually shot a prairie eagle, after all, that thing is very rare, but everyone is a rare sharp archer in the military.
There are no more than ten people in Alu Hui's army who can be called vulture shooters, and Alu Hui himself is one of them.
Soon, eight other condor shooters rushed over.
Alu Hui pointed forward at them and said.
"Did you see that armored thief general? Let's snipe him together!"
Several people stared ahead with sharp eyes, and they all nodded vigorously.
Soon, several people dispersed.
Alu Hui also took out his hard bow and got ready.
At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang did not know that he had been targeted by the Mongols. He only wanted to inspire the rebel soldiers to fight to the end. When the Tatar morale depleted, he would lead Xu Da and other elites to select a weak point. Dash and hit!
Zhu Yuanzhang rode back and forth on his horse to supervise the battle. The soldiers beside him held up shields to protect him, but there were always gaps exposed.
In particular, Zhu Yuanzhang sometimes needed to let the rebel soldiers see him, and would even ask the soldiers to take away their shields and not block them.
Alu Hui and the others planned to take advantage of this opportunity.
Several condor shooters chose different angles and prepared to launch a sneak attack at the same time.
The bows and arrows they used were all specially made. Not only were they powerful, but the arrows were also stained with horse dung, so anyone hit by the arrows would never survive.
In order to ensure the success of the sneak attack, each Condor Shooter was covered by Yuan soldiers in front of them to prevent the enemy on the opposite side from seeing their movements.
Aru Hui held the bow and nocked an arrow, and pulled out the bowstring to make a beautiful full moon. The arrow in his hand was aimed at Zhu Yuanzhang from the gap between the bodies of the two soldiers in front.
"flash!"
Alu Hui suddenly shouted loudly, and the two soldiers immediately moved to both sides, revealing a complete view.
The other Yuan soldiers in front of the Condor Shooters also had the same reaction.
"middle!"
Immediately afterwards, Alu Hui shouted again.
Bang!
Almost at the same time, there was a sound of bow strings trembling.
Aru Hui and the other eight eagle shooters shot the heavy arrows together.
Zhu Yuanzhang, who was wielding his sword to boost morale, did not notice the danger at all.
By the time the soldiers beside him noticed something unusual, it was already too late.
"Marshal, be careful!"
Even if two soldiers flew to block it, a heavy arrow still hit Zhu Yuanzhang.
"Um!!"
This arrow hit Zhu Yuanzhang's collarbone, and the sharp arrow penetrated into the pores of the armor and penetrated deeply into Zhu Yuanzhang's flesh.
The huge force and pain made Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly fall off his horse.
If it weren't for the few soldiers nearby who flew to hold him up, Zhu Yuanzhang would have fallen to the ground.
"marshal!"
"marshal!"
Everyone was panicked and gathered around to check.
The severe pain caused Zhu Yuanzhang to break out in cold sweat and was almost speechless.
He estimated that his collarbone might have been broken by the heavy arrow!
This scene looked very happy to Alu Hui from a distance!
"Haha, hit!"
Aruhui saw that the enemy general fell down, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, and he knew he had succeeded.
This Mongolian tactic of sniping and killing enemy generals can be said to be a special skill passed down from ancestors, and it is often very effective against enemy generals who dare to charge into the formation.
Today, it seems that it is another successful case.
"Look at the flag, it seems to be the traitor general Zhu Yuanzhang?"
Alu Hui quickly thought, no matter if he is Zhu Yuanzhang or not, just treat him as Zhu Yuanzhang.
